Tiny kidney-bean shape
motionless on the ultrasound screen
infinitesimal heart
stilled by a hand much greater than mine
the silent waters of my womb
a static, gray vessel
devoid of the life
so recently there
my own thundering heart-beat
gallops forward
refusing to stop pumping the blood and nutrients
needed to sustain the life it housed
for such a brief moment
the life-force
that beckons to every mother
refuses to loosen its grip
as I refuse to let go
of that which I created
and had no hand
in un-creating
Guest post by Deborah Staunton
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